Now I was certain; no bra!She actually laughed out loud at my reaction. I did as well. I then watched as her reaction shifted completely. Her eyes had...twitched over my shoulder and she went beet red and dropped her eyes to her plate. Confused, I turned to see that Marianne was standing some distance behind me and had been watching this little display. She smiled at me, and turned to the kitchen."Are you totally busted?" I grinned at Mom. She looked chagrined"I think so." She whispered. "I am so. Once I was down to only panties, she straddled me and opened her top to reveal her ample breasts. She had some happy weight, which I found kinda sexy. I explored her with my hands. Feeling the softness of her breasts, fingering her nipples. My vagina was oozing, tickling with a trickle that dripped over my butthole.Once her top was off she began to ride me slowly, grinding her groin against my pubic mound. My panties slid back and forth over my clit, sending spasms down my legs. She watched my. "And I insist you get comfortable and think about a late dinner. I have to go out for an hour or so. I'll be back no later than 5:00."He got the rolled up blueprints and left for the newsstand. "So. What do you think of my house guests?"Aristotle burst out in guffaws. "Pete, you set me up. Those tiny little women lined up and tried to stare me down. Then the craziness of it set in. All five of them add up to barely more than nothing. After I cracked up, then they tell me who they are." I told. I don't know what you were expecting,but –" "I wasn't expecting anything." He smiled that toothy, sardonic grin. The smile exasperated her even more. "You were trying to pick me up!" shecomplained. He laughed out loud. "On the contrary, you 'accused' me of having moviestar looks. Who was coming on to who?" Slowly and deliberately he repositionedthe scarf about his neck. He pursed his lips, biting the lower one as if deepin thought. "I think you're afraid," he announced. Lisa shrugged..